THE MYSTERY OF BABA YEGA- PROLOGUE

THE MYSTERY OF BABA YEGA- PROLOGUE

By Red Star

NOTE: I do not own Pokemon or any real characters mentioned here.

IMPERIAL MINISTRY OF POKEMON, MOSCOW, RUSSIAN EMPIRE

Yevgeni Primakov studied the statue of Moltres with interest. Though the Minister of State Security had never attempted to compete in the Pokemon League, he found the creatures fascinating, and liked to watch the competitions at Moscow Stadium, in a box reserved for government officials. The MGB had an elite unit of Trainers who specialized in defeating terrorist operations, and the Emperor Dane I himself had a small regiment of Psychic types to guard his life.

Today, the head of the MGB had been asked by the Pokemon Minister, Anya Polosev, to meet with her in her Ministry. Why she wanted to speak with Russia's secret police chief he could not fathom, but he decided to humor her and see what she wanted.

"Minister Primakov?" Primakov turned to the Secretary sitting behind her.

"Minister Polosev will see you now," He nodded and went inside the office.

"Yevgeni, welcome!" Polosev cried and gave him the traditional Russian hug and maneuver on either side of his head. After that, the two shook hands. Polosev directed him to a seat at her conference table, where two cups of tea sat, ready and waiting.

She smiled broadly, "Yevgeni, I have glorious news!" "Really, Anya?" said the MGB chief, "I thought you sounded a little excited over the phone. What is it?"

"Yevgeni, our agents have found…" she leaned in close, "…a Mew!" Primakov sputtered with his tea and slammed it onto the table, his mouth wide open. "A…Mew?! But, Anya, that's impossible!! Mews have not been seen for hundreds of years!!! Not even America's Area 51 has been able to find one. Our Psychic Development Program tried to find them…and found nothing!! Stalin swept like a madman throughout the Soviet Union and could not find a trace!" He straightened his tie and stared at Polosev. "It was the opinion of every intelligence agency Russia has ever had-Cheka, NKVD, KGB, SVR, and MGB-that the Pokemon known as Mew has become extinct."

"I have done research, Minister Primakov, and I believe that Mews…laugh if you must at this…that Mews across the world have joined in a massive effort to block Psychic scans by every military on the planet." Primakov swallowed. He could not believe his ears!

"But Anya, we had as many as 220 psychics looking for them. How could they overpower a united force like that?" She smiled. "How many of those psychics could bend spoons with their mind, Minister Primakov? All Mews can do that, and much more. We have the chance of a lifetime here, Primakov. From one Mew, with cloning technology, we can create an entire army of Mews!! No one would stop us!" Primakov's eyes darted around nervously. Polosev was making him nervous, talking about military strength and cloning. "Minister Polosev, have you gone mad? You were appointed by the Emperor to administer the Russian Imperial Pokemon League and see to the welfare of our Pokemon parks!! What you are speaking of lies under the direction of the Emperor as Supreme Commander in Chief, the Council of Ministers, the Ministry of Defense, the Security Council…" She waved a hand in annoyance. "Yes, yes, Yevgeni, I know the workings of the Imperial Government, but Primakov, I want to ask you something…"

The Minister of State Security looked shocked. What did she want of him?

"The Ministry of Pokemon, while it has experienced Trainers running our various centers across the State, has no effective group that could take action to seize that Mew. But, the MGB does."

Primakov stood up, shaking with anger. The Ministry of State Security? Capture a Pokemon? Never! The MGB's purpose was to defend the Russian Nation against it's enemies abroad by gathering intelligence and crushing spy rings and top criminal organizations. "Nyet, Minister Polosev! I refuse to be associated with this…madness! The Ministry of State Security is not interested in abducting rare Pokemon." He turned on his heel and went out her door.

Minister of Pokemon Anya Polosev sat at her desk with a grim smile.

So, Primakov, you do not want to play? Very well, then. You would have been of insignificant help, anyway.

She picked up her phone and dialed in a number. "Hello, Samurai? Are A.J. and the rest ready?" "Yes, honorable Minister. We are prepared." "Excellent, you move out tomorrow, understand?" "Yes, your excellency!" "Oh, and remember to wear those special bands on your head. They will protect you against it's Psychic attacks."

"Thank you, excellency," "Good-bye,"

She hung up and leaned back, with a smile on her face.

Soon, Mew, you will call me master…